64: The Luxurious Mansion Belongs to the Vase Fairy?!

The Luxurious Mansion Belongs to the Vase Fairy?!

—[I...I have an unrealistic thought… What if this house really belongs to Xiang Yi...]1

—[You must be the Vase Fairy's fan right? If you know it's unrealistic, don't say it in the first place, okay? Are you not afraid of people laughing their asses off]

—[Aiyaya, the navy* is late, but never absent. How much money did the Vase Fairy pay you to write that comment? If there are money-making opportunities, we should be in it together!]

All the comments in the stream channel were full of cynicism against Xiang Yi.

After organizing the ingredients, Wang Shunli also took out the garbage as he was leaving.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Xiang Yi said.

Wang Shunli shook his head. "What's there to thank me for? It's on the way. If you want to talk about gratitude, I should be the one thanking you. If it weren't for you, ruffians like us who only know how to plow lands wouldn't be able to live such a good life now." He sharply patted his forehead. "Look at my memory, I almost forgot about the gifts I'd prepared for everyone."

He took out what seemed to be a remote control and pressed it twice. Six circular-shaped robots came driving in from the direction of the front gate. Each robot was pulling a small cart with several foam boxes stacked on top of each other.

Wang Shunli: "Miss. Yi, I heard you've been streaming lately, and a newly joined young man from our farm mentioned that on live broadcasts, one must give out gifts to their fans. We can't let you be embarrassed! Here is what we've prepared for you!"

He casually opened one of the containers. Its inside was jam-packed with several boxes full of fresh strawberries, bright red in color, and each the size of half a palm.

He then opened another box: vacuum-packed spicy rabbit heads in bags weighing over two jin each. It was a hefty portion with no excess packaging.

There were also handmade beef balls, egg yolk crisps, and other specialty food made at the Little Rabbit Farm.

The netizens in the live broadcast room went into a frenzy.

—[He's willing to just give away strawberries that cost 12 bucks a piece??]

—[As I recall, those spicy rabbit heads are sold in limited numbers of fifty a week. They're already worth hundreds in the black market! That bag looks massive!!]

—[I'm going to faint: handmade beef balls are my favorite. QQQQ beef balls from other restaurants don't taste nearly as good as the ones from Little Rabbit Farm. So what if it costs a bit more? I can afford it if I grit my teeth. But the limited amount is enough to make a person hopeless]

Xiang Yi sweeped her gaze over the gifts and nodded her head lightly. "Alright, these will do." As she spoke, she turned to Li Jianyu with an innocent gaze. "How should we hand these out? Lottery?"

Li Jianyu was also dumbfounded.

Is the world of the new rich really so unpretentious and down to earth??

Li Jianyu had blanked out for a long time. It was the cameraman, Lao Li, who ended up kicking him out of his trance. Li Jianyu reacted and cleared his throat. "Then I will take it to the official marketing team for them to engage the lottery."

Wang Shunli stared at Xiang Yi. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out even when he had something to say.

Xiang Yi: "Uncle Wang, what's wrong?"

Wang Shunli couldn't help but say what was in his heart. "Miss Yi, I heard you weren't making very much money in the entertainment industry. When will you get bored of it and come back to inherit our Little Rabbit Farm?"

The live comments: [????????????]

"Also, I keep seeing the irresponsible remarks the netizens have been making regarding you. But this is clearly your home!" Wang Shunli said indignantly. "I almost feel wronged on your behalf!"

The live comments: [?????!!!!!]

'What did you say?'

'The Vase Fairy owns Little Rabbit Farm?'

'This luxurious mansion belongs to the Vase Fairy, too?!'

*Translator's note: The term 'navy' translates literally to 'water warriors', kind of like white knights, but in this case, these are online users who seem to be sent by a specific party or company to either dispel or propagate rumors, or act as damage control/PR.

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